Sunday, April 09, 2006

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How clich├ęd to say
It was easier when we had nothing to lose.
How human to write it anyway.

And, though it is wet and cold,
Lie on the new grass
Under this three quarter moon.

This, too, will pass soon.

posted by boyhowdy | 8:55 PM |

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